r hand and slowly passed her fingers up and down,
up and down, drawing back the foreskin each time. Somehow she gradually
worked me into a position between her legs as we lay side by side, then
she commenced rubbing the nose of my machine in a moist sort of chink
embowered in the silky hair at the bottom of her stomach. One of her
arms hugged me round the waist, and presently a soft whisper murmured:
"Percy, push yourself close to me, it's so nice, my darling."

I followed instructions, and hand directing my instrument, it slipped
in somewhere very moist and deliciously warm. She wriggled her bottom
and drew me in more and more at each motion; both her hands now pushed
my bottom each time in response to her forward shoves.

The game grew faster and faster; she rolled over on her back, her legs
entwined over my buttocks, so as not lose the little prisoner she had
got in her grot.

"Now Percy, my love, shove in hard and fast, dear, make me come, isn't
it delicious, my boy?" "Oh, Auntie, you dear Auntie Gertie: where am I
going to?" I ejaculated in a delirium of entrancing sensations--"Ah oh!
oh!--what's going to happen, I'm bursting!" and my head fell on her
shoulder as I lay nearly lifeless, all the extatic emotions of the
impulsive gushes throbbing from me, as her grot seemed to grip and suck
every drop of my life, so as to mingle the very essence of our being in
the recesses of what I now know was her womb.

What a grip she kept on me! Something inside of her caressed the head
of my instrument, and the contractions of that moist warm chink seemed
to increase every moment. The folds of her adorable vagina worked up
and down on my delighted pintle in a truly marvellous manner, and for
the rest of my life I have never had experience of a woman so gifted as
she was in that way. I was quite painfully stiff, she excited me so,
and almost before I had realised all that had happened to me, the flood
came again, and this time I could feel she was also gushing out love
juice in response to mine; a kind of rage possessed me, I wanted to
kill her by thrusting my instrument as savagely as possible, but the
more I did so, the more vehement her motions became. She heaved up her
bottom in desperate plunges to meet every thrust, and but for clinging
very tightly round each others' waists she must have thrown me off.

Our mingled fluids spurted all over my bag of balls and flooded our
thighs at every push.

At length we lay exhaus